At first she knows only of those, That young and selfish, always try To be the best, turn up their nose. She cares not for them but gets by. Yet next she meets the bitter child That smiles politely in your face And then your talent is reviled And jealousy takes friendship’s place. An angel graces troubled times A human kind and so divine She wonders at her sins and crimes And thinks more of the fate’s design. But lost aga...